While she keeps moving, as directed, of the same mind of him that they can't stop, that they need to get out, she does, however, glance back just about the time the alarm starts screaming. She's treated to the sight of James hesitating, expression confused, then angry as he starts forward again, and then he's lost in a sea of people as they all start pushing out of their rooms. Turning away, she sets to navigating through the other half of the crowd ahead of them, James not the only one they're slowing down, now. Thankfully, she's smaller and faster.

Ducking into a room as someone else exits, she grabs Clint's wrist as he moves past and tugs him in behind her. "Balcony," she tells him, as if that's not obvious. "Too many people on the stairs, now."